I started this a while ago, but kept it to soak. With the news headlines today, I was compelled to finish it!
The Brim of Faith
When it rains it pours,
Yet all the lush of water
Does not break me free
From the spider web
Entrapping my mobility.
I feel like a pest
Staggering in despair;
To capture the remains
Yet, lost among threads
Around my mentally
I flutter in craze.
I flip and flap,
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Have you ever read any poetry by Carol Batton?
She writes about mental health very humorously. I have heard her recite but I don't have any of her books, if I find some on t'internet I'll post them for you to read .
Thanks Leicky! I'd love to read what you have to offer. Nevertheless, I am afraid this is a bit political, where you watch the news and just have a mental flip! Especially if you're involved. It is more about how blood clots in your mind at the sight of horrifying dehumanization!
"I am afraid this is a bit political... It is more about how blood clots in your mind at the sight of horrifying dehumanization!"
Fascinating, how so?
To discover, all you need to do is watch the news, it'll pour images upon you like rain. Perhaps you'll feel how entrapped humanity is then?! My problem is that since violent events happen in my part of the world, I am compelled to feel: helplessness!
If you find the news depressing maybe you shouldn't watch it so much, do something else, voluntary work for example.
Carol Batton - Official National Poet of the Socialist Health Association.
Once addicted to collective suffering, you can't easily stop. Escape is the easiet way out, a road I avoid to choose by will.
btw, I do serve to the best of my knowledge and abilities!
Thanks for reading!
"Why don't you just switch off the TV set
and do something less boring instead"
.. hey, poetry!!!
To me it is not just a matter of " depressing" or " boring"! If I trace the people being killed I could probably find threads that link them to my family line. That's on the one hand. On the other hand, I personally feel helpless because of the desire to be able to do something, but the inability as well. In addition, I feel it the responsibility of every conscious human being on earth to try to stop injustice and eleviate the pains of those who suffer! Therefore I suffer from guilt!!
Sorry for being myself, but I can't help that either!!
Thanks again for the read and the attempt to be cheerful!
I checked up Carol Batton. Beautiful words. I loved it . Thanks!
This was a part I enjoyed :
Nothing can change 'cept me,
The world's injustice remains,
But I can be kind.
It is political too! Everything seems to be!
No problem, glad to be of assistance.
Regarding the following:
"I feel it the responsibility of every conscious human being on earth to try to stop injustice and eleviate the pains of those who suffer!"
I agree with you to an extent, however, I would also consider the human right of those who suffer to defend themselves.. should they so chose.
I think you are very self critical and consequently have high and possibly unrealistic expectations of the world. I admire your idealism
Here's a good one by Carol:
If I were on stage again,
It is only when I'm
and walk off.
(Carol Batton has asserted her rights as author of these poems but she is happy for you to use them freely so long as you acknowledge her authorship.)
Thoughtful poem. You feel helpless, even with the news turned off the reality of your existence is still there. I don't understand the guilt, however, if you are trying to make a difference. I would think that a feeling of frustration would be more in order.
Thank you for reading , John. About the guilt, I believe it to be inherent in humanity as is the potential of destruction. You may choose to call the feeling by different names; they are manifestations of it, nevertheless.
And , yes, Leicky, idealism is what I've always been accused of. It seems to be my tragic flaw. Thank you for the kind words!
"idealism is what I've always been accused of. It seems to be my tragic flaw."
There is poetry in idealism.
"Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation"
The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy.
Thanks a million Leicky. I appreciate it!